The old man inside the cage vanished outright—completely vanished. His flesh, his divine soul, his imprint, all of it disappeared.
All that remained within the cage was a single golden bone!
It was one of the old man's shoulder blades! It contained not the slightest trace of power as it lay inside the cage.
After the old man vanished, the cage returned to its original state. The cage he had torn apart repaired itself once more.
However, before long, as though it had sensed that the existence within the prison had vanished, the Great Dao chains began to sway. The blood red rune imprints upon them gradually shifted and flickered.
Not long afterward, they finally completed their contraction in a brief instant.
The Great Dao chains and the rune imprints continuously shrank. In the end, they became a tiny black sphere covered in rune imprints.
Then, with a flicker, it flew directly into the depths.
Ye Tian made his move, wanting to intercept it, but he could not stop it at all. That thing was incomparably fast, so fast that even Ye Tian's thoughts could scarcely track it.
The moment that thought arose, the black sphere vanished.
By the time he acted, the black sphere had already disappeared from sight.
Once it merged into the darkness, no one knew where it would go, but its presence could no longer be found.
That was the entirety of a Saint's power, the lifelong cultivation of a peak Saint expert.
The cage had disappeared. With the old man's death, the cage was gone as well.
Only that shoulder blade left behind by the old Saint remained upon the ground!
Ye Tian reached out to pick it up, only to discover that the shoulder blade suddenly flew up by itself.
Though it clearly held